You opened your heart
laid bare hopes, dreams, fear.
You welcomed unreservedly
your light shone bright.
You stood tall, strong yet fragile
You sought communion, connection
You called to life
Your day in the sun too short
Your view of the future curtailed.
As the sun moves away
As light leaves the day
So too, you retreat.
Slave to a seasonal beat. [67 words]
Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for continuing to set this 100 word or less challenge. It is certainly a commitment appreciated by many. Other 100 word stories can be read here.
Author note: I cheated this week and used something I’d already written – to this flower! Hope you enjoy it. Trish